Tomb Raiders: Evacuate the Bronze Door

Chapter 47 Who are you when there are so many people who want to kill me? (Seek to follow up)
In the huge terraced square, there are thousands of dead corpses, rushing out like a tidal wave.

The extremely steep and narrow "terrace steps" nearly [-] meters high have successfully slowed down the climbing speed of countless corpses.

Zhou Fan, brother, Wu Xie, and Fatty all became serious.

Looking at the scene of such a large number of corpses galloping together like locusts crossing the border.

Both Wu Xie and Fatty gasped.

Wu Xie said with some scalp numbness:
"Then our division of labor is..."

"Brother, deal with those four 'semi-acquaintances'."

"Lao Zhou dealt with the Ting Slave of the Crescent Hotel who melted into pus and became four in one."

"The weird bow and arrow and the weird war drum of Fatty and I are group attack skills, and they are mainly responsible for cleaning up these thousands of corpses on a large scale."

Everyone nodded.

The fat man scratched his head and asked:
"Is it true that Tian and I are standing in this position?"

"Or something that patrols the field to kill corpses?"

Zhou Fan laughed and said:

"Although we can't fly, we have two top foodies here who can fly."

Whoosh.

The three blue birds the size of a fist leaped lightly, and their two small claws instantly grabbed Wu Xie and Fatty's necks.

He picked up the two of them back to back.

hum.

Wu Xie and Fatty's thoughts moved.

In the palms of the two of them, the pale red ancient rune imprints continuously shone with light.

boom.

The weird bows and arrows and the weird war drums that were originally the size of a keychain instantly returned to the height of a person.

A big quiver directly straddled Wu Xie's body.

There are many arrows stuck in it.

The three green birds looked at the strange bows and arrows and the strange war drums that Wu Xie and Fatty were holding with their small round eyes.

The three green birds flicked their wings, patted the corpse turtle emperor hovering beside it, and at the same time let go of the little claws that were holding the fat man.

Before the fat man had time to notice his own fall, the corpse turtle emperor took over the fat man with a swish.

The fat man was carried around in a circle by the turtle emperor the size of a fingernail, and only when he hovered side by side with Wu Xie did he realize that he had been "changed hands".

Zhou Fan, brother, Wu Xie, saw the turtle emperor the size of a fingernail flapping its wings as thin as a cicada's wings, holding the huge fat man steadily.

All feel very happy.

The fat man tugged at the strap with the drum on his body, raised his arms and shouted loudly:

"Let's go! Fat Master, I am the bomber in the musician today!"

Zhou Fan exhorted the three green birds and the dead turtle emperor:

"You two are mainly responsible for protecting the safety of Xiao Wu and Fatty."

Choo Choo Choo.

The three green birds chirped, and together with the Emperor Corpse Turtle, they carried Wu Xie and Fatty and galloped towards the middle of the battlefield.

Zhou Fan and the little brother looked at each other, and then rushed towards the five things that had undergone strange corpse changes.

……

The little brother galloped all the way, killing dozens of corpses passing by him.

The four "semi-acquaintances" with strong corpse aura and constantly exuding a terrifying atmosphere stood in a human wall and stopped the little brother.

Two of them had been temporary teammates with the younger brother at different times, and received the task of the research institute to visit the corpse of the ancient tomb.

And the corpse that Er Yuehong, Mr. Qi, and Mr. Zhang Dafo had been in contact with in the funeral procession.

Only the fighting instinct after the weird corpse change has been retained, but the ability to think and speak has been lost.

Only those with the Qiong Qi tattoo unique to the Zhang family can still think.

The Qiongqi tattooed man raised his hand, but the other three didn't rush forward to fight the little brother.

But in their eyes, the desire to swallow the little brother alive and completely tear him into pieces is already so strong that it is about to solidify into substance.

The Qiongqi tattooed man stretched out his hand and tore his clothes to pieces, revealing the entire Qiongqi tattoo. He grinned at the younger brother and said:
"Patriarch Zhang, I've always been curious."

"At the very beginning, Zhang Qishan was also tattooed with a Qiongqi tattoo representing a born low breed."

"It's obvious that Zhang Qishan is classified as a low-class just like us, but why does he enjoy the extremely noble treatment that we can't even dream of?!"

"Patriarch Zhang, why did you fall in love with Zhang Qishan? What's so good about him?"

"Speaking of which, Zhang Qishan is not as good as us. From his father's generation, isn't he just expelled from the Zhang family with the whole clan?"

"Patriarch Zhang, why did you choose Zhang Qishan as the head of the five archives in the Zhang family's east, south, northwest, and middle schools? Is he worthy?!"

"There is also that guy who obviously looks like garbage, but is the old man Qi who is full of shit luck."

"What mysterious technique was used to make Zhang Qishan swallow a unicorn, and Zhang Qishan directly changed his fate against the sky!"

"Not only did the Qiongqi tattoo on his body become a unicorn tattoo, but Zhang Qishan also directly possessed the ancestral unicorn blood and a long lifespan!"

The younger brother's gaze was slightly focused, and he noticed that the man across from him was speaking while swipe his fingers across his Qiongqi tattoo.

That Qiongqi tattoo was directly corroded to the extent that the deep bone was visible.

Chi Chi.

at the same time.

Some twisted white bone branches came out ferociously from the man's bones along the veins of Qiongqi's tattoo.

The Qiongqi tattooed man looked at his brother and ignored him, and said sarcastically:

"Patriarch Zhang, if the ancestral unicorn golden blood on your body is activated more, I really dare not be your enemy."

"It's just that Patriarch Zhang, you have been in the Zhang family since you were a child, and you have been a blood-spraying boy for countless years. You have been in a state of excessive blood loss all year round."

"Even if you are very talented, you should be an extremely talented person, but the atavistic unicorn golden blood in your body can't be activated much."

"As for me, I have undergone a rebirth in the bone washing cave!"

"Under the ebb and flow of each other, plus the four of us now beat you one..."

"I'm really looking forward to it. Patriarch Zhang, you look like you've been kicked under my feet, hahahaha."

The little brother glanced at the four people expressionlessly, and instead of answering, he swung his palm, and the ancient black gold knife made a gesture of preparing to attack.

The little brother's body shook violently.

The atavistic unicorn golden blood full of domineering contempt, and the oppressive and destructive aura carried on the ink stains of the tattoo.

At the same time burst out.

A layer of golden and black knife light kept flickering on the blade of the black gold ancient knife.

The little brother stared at the four people across from him.

The Qiongqi tattooed man's body has already been pierced by countless ghost locust-like white bone branches.

The other three people broke through the skin from the position of the spine, and shot out several square meters of white bones.

These white bones were constantly twisting in mid-air, even if the sharp bones scratched the skin lightly, they could still pierce the opponent into a huge blood hole.

The little brother's gaze stayed on the "Qing Qi" that was pierced by countless sharp white bones, and the original tattoo pattern could no longer be seen, and said:

"Is the bone washing hole..."

The voice did not fall.

The Qiongqi tattooed man waved his hand violently.

boom.

Four people waved their strange bone limbs and shot at the little brother.

The little brother raised the ancient black gold knife and slashed horizontally.

A golden-black knife light that was several meters long cut out instantly, and collided with the four people.

……

Huhu.

The strange black mist burning like a flame, and the layer of pus melted by the three corpses, condensed into an armor on Ting Nu of the New Moon Hotel.

Ting Nu clenched his fists and felt a surge of killing breath.

It made him feel like he was winning.

Ting Nu stared at Zhou Fan fiercely with a gloomy face, and said:
"Boy, don't think it's a big deal to be able to learn some Taoism techniques. There are so many strange people and strange things in the world, who are you?"

"In your next life, keep your eyes open and don't be on the wrong team. None of the people who follow Patriarch Zhang will end well."

"To be honest, I'm still a little afraid that you will grow up in the future."

"So, today I will go all out and use the extremely powerful counterattack technique, and I will also kill you here, so as to avoid future troubles!"

While speaking, Ting Nu exploded first, and jumped towards Zhou Fan. The strange black mist under his feet condensed into a pair of huge soles of tens of square meters.

Facing Zhou Fan, it was crushed and smashed down.

The pus exuding an unusual stench spewed out along the strange black mist underground, and poured down on Zhou Fan's head and face.

It's like a shower that turns the water to the most aggressive position.

Not only that.

Ting Nu also took out a small oiled paper bag from his pocket.

With a pinch of your fingers, rub the greased paper away.

Ting Nu used oiled paper to cover the small mirror that was constantly leaking corpse oil, and slapped the thing under his feet frantically until his hands left afterimages.

Chi Chi.

Countless strange corpse oils also rushed towards Zhou Fan.

Accompanied by the strange black mist bursting down, the dense fog made a sound of burning air in mid-air before it touched Zhou Fan.

Apparently these things combined to form an extremely corrosive pus.

Even if ordinary people are splashed with a few drops, they will be corroded into a pool of pus.

Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, his figure swayed slightly, and a layer of bright starlight enveloped him.

Zhou Fan stepped on the sole of his foot, and his figure ran out of the entire area covered by the strange black mist and pus like a wisp of green smoke.

Chi Chi.

The place where Zhou Fan stood before was directly corroded by the pus to form a deep pit of more than one and a half meters.

There was a murderous look in Zhou Fan's eyes.

Zhou Fan sneered at Ting Nu and said:
"It seems that you value me very much."

"But there are a lot of people in the world who want to kill me, who are you?"

"But in order to be worthy of the treatment you gave me, I will leave you here completely."

Zhou Fan looked at the weird corpse oil mirror held in Tingnu's hand with interested eyes again, and smiled:

"This corpse oil mirror is not bad, it will be mine soon."

After all, Zhou Fan charged directly at Ting Nu with the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand.

The violent sword energy surged around the seven-star Longyuan sword.

The sword light, which was as long as half a man, flickered on and off at the tip of the sword.

Ting Nu's face suddenly changed, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Damn kid, don't you think I'm a soft persimmon?!"

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